Hazel eyes bore into yours. You were a close friend of the bands, Frank only tolerated you because you were a mutual friend. Deep down, he hated you, even though he never knew why.

He hated the way you styled your hair. He hated how your piercings looked on your face. He hated how you spoke with such certainty. He hated how your eyes looked right into his whenever he spoke.

At a get together to celebrate the release of Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge. You and Frank are forced to be civil.